Spirit Realm Walker

Mo Zong's organ city.

At the entrance of the dense forest at the foot of the mountain, Zhang Yuanqing was holding a golden shield, straddling his legs and sinking his knees to resist the incoming arrows.

Ten meters away, the Lady of Sandao Mountain drew her bow sideways, and her green jade fingers spit out wisps of golden light, which condensed into arrows.

Every time she shoots an arrow, the strong wind stirs up her gorgeous skirt and touches her flowing long hair, making it beautiful and sassy.

"Puff puff puff"

The arrow collided with the shield, making a dull and harsh sound and splashing golden debris.

Suddenly, the Empress of Sandao Mountain withdrew her bow and arrow, and in an instant, it flew to Zhang Yuanqing's side. The golden light in her palm turned into a three-foot green blade and stabbed into the disciple's waist.

Zhang Yuanqing hurriedly moved his shield to block, and condensed a long knife with his other hand, and stabbed Sandaoshan Empress in the chest.

Lao Bangzi didn't even try to avoid it. He thrust his sword straight into Zhang Yuanqing's neck as if he could block the knife edge with a few kilograms of meat on his chest.

Zhang Yuanqing had no choice but to put away his sword. He used an iron bridge to avoid the edge of the sword. He was about to straighten his waist and kick his opponent, but Lao Bangzi put away his sword and said with a cold face:

"Yin Yao, forty lashes!"

Princess Yinyao, who was sitting cross-legged and watching the battle not far away, grabbed the black whip filled with yin energy around her, jumped up excitedly, and ran towards her nominal junior brother and de facto master.

"Wait!" Zhang Yuanqing was unconvinced, "What did I do wrong?"

Although Lao Bangzi looks like a fairy and has a charming figure, he is also an out-and-out strict teacher. Zhang Yuanqing has been beaten to death in the past few days.

Every time he was fucked by Princess Yinyao, he had to lie down for half an hour to recover.

——Lao Bangzi gave Yin Yao a very high-quality saint prop, specially designed to extract spiritual bodies.

"Weapon switching is too slow, and the use of the sun's divine power is not skillful enough." Lao Bangzi gave the reason.

"We clearly agreed to switch weapons every quarter of an hour, but Master, you were five minutes ahead of schedule. I was not prepared at all." Zhang Yuanqing argued.

They made an agreement, sword against sword, spear against stick, shield against bow and arrow!

In this way, you can strengthen your proficiency in the power of the sun.

"If you really use it to perfection, the weapons can be gathered at will, and no preparation time is needed." Lao Bangzi said lightly.

"That's still twenty lashes. How can you increase the lash without permission?" Zhang Yuanqing was still dissatisfied.

"What extra time?" Old Bangzi frowned and reprimanded:

"Don't talk to me about the common sayings in this world. The other twenty times are for your retreat. I have given you many instructions for my teacher. If you want to cultivate the power of the sun to its peak, your mind must be strong and domineering, domineering and meritorious, and never surrender. Yan Jia. If you don't even have the courage to burn with jade and stone, how can you cultivate the power of the sun?"

She knew that Yuanshi Tianzun was not lacking in strength, but he was too naughty in daily life and too naughty in battle. He was unwilling to suffer losses and was unwilling to confront the tough, so he was not overbearing enough.

Without waiting for Zhang Yuanqing to explain, Lao Bangzi continued to scold:

"Yin Yao told me that your nickname in the world is 'Props Heavenly Lord'. You are covered in flashy magic weapons. Coupled with the star officer's fighting style, you like to use tools to strategize behind the scenes.

"Many talented Night Travelers will encounter bottlenecks when they are promoted to the Golden Crow. This is because they are unable to get rid of their previous fighting habits and temperament, which results in their inability to smelt the divine power of the sun and achieve the body of the Golden Crow.

"Spiritual realm walkers have character card initiations, so they don't need to worry about breaking through the realm. However, if you can't change your habits and conform to the power of the sun, even if you become a master, you won't be able to stand out."

Zhang Yuanqing said sincerely, "Master's words make sense."

He glanced at the long whip filled with Yin Qi, swallowed his saliva, and said: "If forty whips can be recorded, please give the disciple a few more days. If it still can't be done,"

Princess Yinyao said: "Any bargaining rhetoric is evidence of insufficient domineering. I suggest Master to add ten more times."

Zhang Yuanqing said loudly: "Disciple is willing to be punished!"

Yin Yao, you are the sixth child!

Princess Yinyao waved her whip and slapped her master happily.

Empress Sandaoshan looked on coldly and said:

"There are still seven days left before the killing dungeon. I hope that when you become the Golden Crow, you can surpass the vast majority of your peers. Otherwise, you are not worthy of being my disciple."

She came to have a son in old age, and her expectations for Yuanshi Tianzun were much higher than that of Yinyao. Yinyao was considered useless. What the future holds depends purely on what Yuanshi Tianzun can achieve.

Bishop Bing.

In the desert in the northwest, loess houses stand in disorder, forming a seemingly backward small village.

Among the eight great generals, the only remaining ones, the Arrogant God General, the Furious God General, and the Six-fingered God General, walked together through the narrow village path to the observation deck on the mountainside.

The King of Fear and the King of Demonic Eyes were sitting at a round table drinking. On the table were a stack of braised edamame, a stack of braised peanuts, and a plate of pork head, pork tongue, and pig ear meat.

The six-fingered god general asked first:

"King of Heaven, what orders do you have for us?"

If you don't have any instructions, I'll go back and roll the dice.

The Six-fingered God General is addicted to gambling. He was just gathering with his followers to gamble when he was summoned by a phone call from the King of Fear. He was extremely impatient and angry.

The King of Fear, wearing a suit and silver earrings, asked while peeling edamame:

"I heard from Yinyue that you three are planning to participate in the killing dungeon?"

The six-fingered god general nodded:

"Yuanshi Tianzun is dead, and Fu Qingyang was promoted to master in the killing dungeon in the middle of the year. It is a gap period at the end of the year. The only ones in the lawful camp who can be our enemies are Jiang Ju and Huang Taiji.

"I bet with them that during this killing copy, Bishop Bing will definitely add another king."

The Demon Eye King sneered: "Do you think you can defeat fear, me, or one of the Extinction and Ghost Swordsmen? No matter how many Bingshou Masters there are, there will always only be four Heavenly Kings."

The three god generals looked unconvinced, but did not dare to talk back.

The King of Fear flicked the peeled edamame into his mouth and said: "The killing copy at the end of the year, Bishop Bing will not participate."

"Why?" The three divine generals were all stunned.

The King of Fear shouted: "In order for you to live a few more years, of course, if you insist on participating, I will not stop you. This is your freedom, but I hope you'd better be obedient."

He waved his hand and sent the three generals away without bothering to explain.

The Demon Eye King watched the three people leave and looked at Fear, "Since you guessed that he is not dead, why don't you summon the top leaders of the Nihility Sect and the Psionics Society to discuss hunting him down, just like the killing copy in the middle of the year."

The King of Fear sighed:

"He is the pinnacle saint, possessing the abilities of both the night wandering god and the illusionist. He has a large number of top-quality props in the saint stage, and is also assisted by inferi and spiritual servants of the same level. In the saint stage, there is no power left. Even if you can kill him, rules and props won't do it. Since you can't stop him, you can only avoid him.

"A level 7 master cannot affect the overall situation. Even if he imitates Fu Qingxuan, it will take him a year to grow. The lawful camp does not have this time."

However, he did not intend to tell this matter to the Psionic Society and the Void Sect. It would not be a bad thing to weaken the middle-level power of the two major organizations.

The Demon Eye King grabbed a handful of pig head meat and stuffed it into his mouth: "How is your injury?"

"It's nothing serious. I just got scratched and lost part of my strength. I can recover." The King of Fear looked a little solemn: "I used to underestimate the Five Elements Alliance. However, although it did not meet expectations, the two gods of wind and thunder are out. made money."

Magic Eye took the opportunity to inquire about the news: "What is the evil camp's next plan?"

The King of Fear raised his lips: "No plans, just live a good life."

Demon Eye King: "Haha."

King of Fear: "Haha."

Capital City, Taiyimen.

In the courtyard full of history, Yin Ji sat cross-legged under the shade of a tree, with a golden pill on her lap. The pill released strands of light golden breath, and as she breathed in and out, it entered the nasal cavity and condensed the internal organs.

This is the residence of Elder Hongying. As the killing dungeon approaches, Yin Ji moves from the high-end apartment to the teacher's residence and practices the Pure Yang Body Cleansing Record with her.

Mainly relying on the opponent's divine power of the sun to practice.

After the physical body of Red Sun Xingguan was annihilated, Taiyi Sect suddenly became busy. The elders went out every day, either to deal with sect affairs or to hold meetings with senior officials of the Five Elements Alliance.

The rhythm became fast and tight, as if a war was coming.

After the incident of the Wind and Thunder Gods, the lawful camp realized that the days of peace had come to an end, and in the future, the evil camp's conspiracies and actions would follow one after another.

Some things must be prepared for a rainy day and can no longer be passively accepted.

After a quarter of an hour of vomiting, Yin Ji, who was dripping with sweat, stopped. Her face was flushed, beads of sweat were dripping from the tip of her nose, and her hair stuck to her cheeks.

If you continue to practice, the divine power of the sun will burn your internal organs.

"Where did you get the secret technique?" Elder Hongying's voice came from beside him:

"Exquisite and exquisite. It is a secret technique that has been refined by ancient practitioners. I have looked at it for a few days. If I read it correctly, this technique is equivalent to the main technique. If you hand it over to the sect, you can exchange it for a top-quality item and pass the level. The certainty of killing copies is even greater.”

Yin Ji's expression dimmed: "The Chunyang Body Cleansing Record was sold to me by Yuanshi Tianzun. I can only practice it myself and cannot leak it to others. This is an additional condition of the transaction."

Elder Hongying had extremely high moral standards. When his students said this, he stopped insisting and said instead:

"You have the Chunyang Body Cleansing Record by your side. There is some hope of being promoted to a master, but it is still not high. Whether it is Jiang Ju or Huang Taiji, relying on the power of blood, they are slightly stronger than you, and there are also peak saints in the evil profession. By.

"And there are only three places for the master level. Alas, if Yuanshi Tianzun is not dead, based on your friendship with him, you can occupy one of the three places."

Just like the killing dungeon in the extraordinary realm, a group of newcomers followed Yuanshi Tianzun and successfully advanced.

Yin Ji said softly: "Do your best to obey fate."

Songhai, an apartment.

In the room with the curtains tightly closed, the floor was covered with clay pots, and the pots were filled with venomous snakes and centipedes. The colors were colorful, and the air was filled with poisonous miasma.

Madoka, wearing a white vest and dark trousers, sat cross-legged on the bed, closing her eyes and exhaling miasma.

Her eyebrows are still cold and beautiful, but there is an added touch of enchantment. If she puts on black lipstick, she will look like a gorgeous female seductress.

"Boom!"

There was a knock on the door, followed immediately by a deep voice: "Madoka, it's me."

Madoka opened her eyes, with a flash of purple in her pupils. She got up and got out of bed, grabbed her coat, put it on, and opened the bedroom door.

Standing at the door was an unruly and gloomy young man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. The childish look on his face had faded, and his eyes had the surrender and ferocity of a superior.

"The killing dungeon will be in a few days. Does he have any explanation?" Kou Beiyue asked in a deep voice.

Madoka shook her head.

Kou Beiyue immediately frowned, pondered for a moment, and said: "It doesn't matter, he should be participating in the killing dungeon anyway. With him here, you won't have a big problem in being promoted to master."

Longing and longing flashed in Xiao Yuan's eyes, "Master Huo and Master Huang have a good relationship with him. If we weigh the pros and cons, it would be better to give the quota to them."

"Then he doesn't have you in his heart," Kou Beiyue sneered, "I will twist his head off."

Xiao Yuan looked at him and said with a smile: "You have been the boss for a few months and you have forgotten your last name?"

Kou Beiyue snorted: "I just came over to take a look. I have something to do, so I'll leave first."

Five Elements Alliance F4 group chat.

Group leader Lingjun bubbled: [ @Jiang Ju @Huang Taiji, can you two be promoted to master this year? 】

The chat group was created by the playboy. The other three boys couldn't stand the group name and usually refused to bubble up.

[Jiang Ju: Can you change the group chat? How many times have I told you, I want to take a taxi and beat you up. 】

[Huang Taiji: Jiang Ju is okay, but I’m having a hard time. 】

Huang Taiji is a key player in killing dungeons. He enters every year but cannot be promoted every year. This is a drawback caused by the characteristics of the profession.

If the output is not enough, it will be difficult to take the lead. Of course, there is no danger.

[Lingjun: It's a pity. If Yuan Shi was still here, the father-son relationship between you two would definitely guarantee your promotion. Well, if he was here, I would probably go first. 】

[Fu Qingyang: Are you still not going to participate this time? 】

[Lingjun: Life is short and there are many beautiful things. Upgrading is the least important thing. Taking risks for this is not something a wise man would do. 】

[Fu Qingyang: Oh, just don’t regret it. 】

PS: typos should be corrected first and then corrected.

Recommended book: "Two Realms: Starting from the Opening of the Eyes of the Statue of Guan Gong"

I had a headache, tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, so I just tried to die, got up and typed, and wrote until now. I asked myself to die and write a chapter, and pretend that the delayed update does not exist.

I recommended a new book by a friend, "Two Realms: Starting from the Opening of the Eyes of the Statue of Guan Gong." Huang Huai, who has the ability to travel between two realms, looked at the countless ordinary people in this world who relied on worshiping statues of various gods and believing in gods to fight against evil spirits.